Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 197 The Pitfall Cycle
Before the gap in the net, the folly of Luojia, an endless army of demons continues to pour in.

"Prepare!"

"shooting!"

A barrage of explosive arrows formed a beautiful and dense network of fire, raining down on the demon army.

The bombs did some damage to the demon army's attack, except for a few Guardian Spears equipped with dark technology artifacts.

The original spears of the Imperial Guards were fitted with explosive gun barrels.

When the opponent is too far away, using a bomb gun to deal the first wave of damage is obviously a more effective method.

But this tactic obviously has no effect on demons.

These malevolent creatures from the warp can only be torn apart by psionic, fire, and melee damage, causing them to vanish completely from the real world.

The Imperial Guard has no spiritual power, nor could they possess flames capable of burning demons.

All they relied on were their well-trained strength, speed, and reflexes, as well as the culmination of the human empire's biotechnology and mechanical industry.

All tactics and military strategies are rendered ineffective here; the only way to withstand these demons is through the most primitive and brutal direct confrontation.

Perhaps each of them possessed strength and wisdom far exceeding that of humans; their names record a long life trajectory and experience, engraving the glory and reflections of each Imperial Guard.

But they are still human beings.

Even the most powerful superman would feel weary and exhausted when faced with an endless, unending tide of demons.

But the waves from the other side continued relentlessly, showing no sign of abating.

Like a surging wave, it rushed towards this lonely city of miracles from one end of the unfathomable net.

The City of Miracles is the gateway to the Web that lies beyond.

Its boundaries, the network stretches in all directions: countless capillary-like paths and avenues together form the ancient alien transportation network, extending to every corner of the galaxy.

The hubs, tunnels, bridges, and paths from which this originated—whether small enough for one person to pass through or large enough for dozens of Titans to walk side by side—were all guarded by faithful slaves of the Cult of Mechanics, the Knights of Destruction of the Sisters of Silence, and His Majesty the Emperor's own royal guard.

Every tunnel that extended outwards, regardless of size, became a battlefield where the Imperial Guards fought their enemies.

The battle between humans and demons never ceases at the forks of this network.

Such intense fighting meant that even the Imperial Guard could only struggle to withstand the endless onslaught of the demonic waves, and their defenses were on the verge of collapse.

Even though they are still struggling to persevere.

The Imperial Guard must not fall.

If the Imperial Guard suffers casualties, the demons will be more likely to tear a hole in the defense line, and the disadvantage will only snowball.

A single move can have far-reaching consequences, making the defense of the entire Miracle City even more difficult.

Until that new type of weapon appeared.

When the Imperial Guards' spears ran out of power during the long battles, a new batch of spears was quickly delivered to the front lines for the Imperial Guards to use.

Each one of them was meticulously designed and crafted by a renowned armor-making master on Mars.

"A new weapon? A gift from Mars."

During a break in the troop rotation, the tribunal picked up one of the new-style guard spears and examined it closely.

The spear, crafted from fine gold, remained as easy to wield as ever. Although it was too heavy for ordinary people to swing, it was just right for the Imperial Guard.

If there's anything different from the past, it's the gun barrel—the original explosive barrel has been removed in the new Guardian Spear design, leaving only the power spear tip and two switches.

pity.

Actually, La quite likes this design.

Although the bomb gun is ineffective against demons, it is helpful for them to deal with other enemies in normal times.

".etc?"

"Two switches?"

La no longer knew whether this was right or wrong.

Seeing the demons being swept away and cut in half at the waist by the long, long spears, even the most conservative Imperial Guard had to admit that this method was indeed very effective.

Who came up with the idea of ​​making the spear extendable to achieve both melee hitbox and long-range attack?

But it works.

The demons caught in the blast of the long spears seemed to be hurling insults at the Imperial Guard on the other side in their own language.

It's nothing more than "coward" or "despicable"
Ugly, but ugly is useful.

Fully powered weapons may be rare in other legions, but the Imperial Guard would certainly not lack military supplies.

Newly charged guard spears were continuously delivered to every member of the Imperial Guard.

Incredibly, they managed to hold off this miraculous city in the online world!
Even if the demon army is endless, they cannot keep running into the enemy's guns indefinitely in such a fierce war of attrition.

They are fearless, but not mindless.

Demons are greedy—rather than dying here and returning to the warp to be reborn, they would rather have other demons, or even people from other factions, act as meat shields to protect all the demons from the damage from the Imperial Guard and other forces.

The souls harvested after the conquest will naturally be enjoyed by the clever demons.

After crushing the exhausted Imperial Guard, each demon is now fully motivated to advance.

However, if one simply walks into the line of fire to make it easier for other demons to feast, then the demons are not so noble.

With absolutely no benefit to be gained, both sides actually stopped advancing in the various network channels connecting the cities and instead stood in a stalemate.

Once the war stabilizes, it will be countless times more difficult for the demon army to tear open another gap in this network than it is now.

The only thing that could break this situation was probably a large number of Tzeentch demons, who could use their superior spiritual power to break through the opponent's advantage of long reach and completely shatter the Guardians' stable defenses.

If they still wanted to prevent the warp from being completely extinguished by the Emperor's Webway Project, and if they had even a shred of strategic awareness, Tzeentch's demon army should have come to lead the demon army to break through the Imperial Guard right now.

But He did not.

During this time, He had something He considered more important to accomplish.

Ahriman carefully infiltrated the prison beneath the Imperial Palace.

Actually, it's nothing special—even when the Imperial Guards were all present, Dark Elven races and clown troupes had sneaked into the palace before.

After Ahriman lost the protection of the Soulless after most of the Imperial Guard and the Silent Sisters were transferred to the Net Path Defense, especially the latter, he had the opportunity to get close to the Father of Genes, whom he had always wanted to rescue.

Magnus.

At this time, the defenses of Terra Palace were weak. A large number of the Imperial Guards, including the Black Guards, had been transferred away. Even the most elite guards were no match for Ahriman, who had been blessed by the supreme god of wisdom.

Not only that, but to ensure the success of his operation, Tzeentch even detonated a group of Chaos cult members hidden in Terra Hive in advance, sending several Dark Lords of Shapeshifting directly into Terra Hive to corrupt the minds of the civilians and increase their fear of Chaos.

This forced Makado to personally go and erase the memories of everyone who knew about the incident, in order to reduce the impact of the event.

This gave Ahriman an opportunity.

—The blue bird really went to great lengths to rescue Magnus.

Even the plan to attack the Internet was put aside by Him.

As for Ahriman, he naturally shared the same goal as Tzeentch.

Or rather, everything he did after the Nicaea Conference was for the same purpose.

He wanted to prove to Magnus, the father of his genes, that the Primarch was actually wrong.

At the Council of Nicaea at that time, Ahriman, as one of the Thousand Sons who was being tried alongside the Primarch, was extremely dissatisfied with the Emperor's encirclement and suppression.

Although Magnus was indeed not very bright, everything the Emperor did, and the subsequent Emperor's sting operation, was pushing Magnus and the entire Thousand Sons toward their doom.

This deeply angered Ahriman.

If the Thousand Sons lose their research into psionic energy, what is the point of their existence?
Just then, as Magnus was taken away by the Emperor and the Thousand Sons were officially disbanded, he received the truth from his old friend in the blue warp.

—In fact, the emperor was the one who started all of this!
It was he, the Fire Stealer of the Warp, who used the same power to create the twenty-one Primarchs!
From the very beginning, he has been exploring, researching, and utilizing the warp!

Long before Magnus did this, the Emperor had already amassed boundless knowledge and power along this path.

But he feared sharing. Tyrants are all like this; power corrupts their hearts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Fearing that his dirty deal with the alien god would be discovered by his children, and fearing that his children would imitate him and gain power comparable to his own, the Emperor forbade psychic research and maliciously lured Magnus into his trap!
Everything was to cover up his own despicable acts, even to the point of imprisoning his own child!

The emperor was more treacherous and tyrannical than they imagined.
Faced with this undeniable truth, Ahriman resolved to help these intelligent and kind-hearted warp beings overthrow the hateful Emperor who had stripped him of his reason for being!
In the vast and boundless wisdom of the warp, why are all the most precious and powerful places possessed by the Emperor alone?

he.
It turns out that the Emperor had planned this from the very beginning!
He will use all of humanity's resources and countless deaths as sacrifices to complete his ascension to godhood!

The Emperor has long since betrayed them; only the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle remains loyal!

Just like Magnus, who had prepared a psionic phone call, Ahriman, with the same mindset of saving all of humanity, contacted other members who originally belonged to the Thousand Sons and began his meticulous rebellion plan.

Until now.

"Father!!"

After a frantic search and countless hardships, he was finally able to stand before his genetic father.

【Ariman? Why are you here?】

Psychic communication is convenient and quick, requiring no words at all; all the information that happened during this period was poured into Magnus's mind.

Then, he was horrified.

"You bastard! What have you done?!"

Magnus was furious.

idiot!

idiot!!!

[You shattered the network! And you even instigated several Astartes legions to rebel?]

[A large-scale sacrificial ceremony? A subspace storm?]

Are you all insane? Won't we become the enemy of all mankind if we continue like this?

"That's right!"

Ahriman spoke earnestly.

"Father, even if it means going against the whole world, we will save you!"

Magnus did not understand the meaning behind Ahriman's words.

"But why should I be at odds with the whole world?" Just as Magnus, a magical pony, is among the offspring of the Emperor, there will naturally be many more among Magnus's offspring.
My Little Pony.

It's a ridiculous loop.

“Father, whether right or wrong, the fruit of fate has already been borne. If we continue to dwell on gains and losses here, we will never have a chance to rise above our circumstances.”

"Stop thinking about that, sir. Let's go!"

No matter what you say, it's useless. Anyway, it's already done. In the future, you can study countless things at will in the vast ocean.

It's up to you whether you want to join us!
"Go! Where can I go with you if I leave?"

With no time to think and no other choice, Magnus struggled internally for a while before finally deciding to leave with Ahriman.

The Makurag Glory

Bow of the ship.

Guilliman struggled to wield the silver short sword in his hand, slowly supporting himself up along his bleeding arm.

In fact, in his one-on-one duel with Luo Jia, he should have been the one to win.

In close combat, despite Luo Jia's advantage with the Chaos Artifact, Guilliman's superb combat skills were clearly far superior to Luo Jia's rudimentary abilities.

Soon, his opponent was forced to retreat in defeat, only able to barely defend himself.

Unfortunately, whether due to his inherent passivity or some other reason, while Guilliman believed he was in a one-on-one situation, Luo Jia never agreed to it.

As more Ultramarines landed with the Emperor's Son's fleet, the elite Ultramarines, serving as the Ultramarines' personal guards, instantly surrounded and protected Guilliman.

"You go deal with the other Word Bearers and warp creatures, I'll handle this!"

Guilliman growled in a low voice, his eyes now bloodshot, only the blood of the traitor Luo Jia could wash away his anger.

then
Then they revealed their true colors—elite troops from the Alpha Group, who launched a surprise attack on Guilliman, who had let his guard down.

Although with Guilliman's speed and strength, it wouldn't be difficult for him to suppress Luo Jia while also dealing with these nine Alphas.

But even Guilliman himself did not expect that among the nine elite Alpha Legion soldiers who were besieging them, there was a real Alpharis.

Under the piercing blow of the opponent's pale spear, Guilliman fell to his knees with difficulty.

"Alpharis, you..."

"Brother, I am everywhere."

The hydra spoke with a confident tone.

"Thank you, but I should be fine too."

Luo Jia got up from the ground, stretched his body, and then raised the giant hammer in his hand, ready to smash it down on Guilliman, meeting his defiant gaze.

"Sorry, brother, I had no choice."

Even with the original body's physical attributes, this attack would only result in it being shattered to pieces.

"Wait a minute."

But just then, the Hydra's spear blocked Luo Jia's path.

"Luojia, take your hammer aside, I'll handle this."

"But--"

“I told you I’d take care of everything here. Without me, do you really think your small force could conquer the whole of Kos?”

"Okay. Remember to nip it in the bud."

Luo Jia seemed somewhat unconvinced by Alpha's words. He tried to say something, but ultimately left without uttering a word.

And so, in the empty cabin at the bow of the ship, only the wounded Guilliman, lying on the ground, and the Hydra warrior who called himself Alpha remained.

"What are you waiting for?"

Guilliman struggled to lift his head. The Alpha's spear contained an extremely strange poison that caused his Primarch body to experience an uncontrollable paralysis.

"You came here just to kill your own brothers, didn't you?"

"Brother, I—"

"Don't call me brother, I don't have a brother like you, Alpha."

“Well, Guilliman, Son of Vengeance,” the Hydra warrior continued, “you may not believe it, but we, the Alpha Legion, have never betrayed you.”

"What?! You bastard, you sacrificed the entire planet to the warp using witchcraft, and you still dare to say you haven't betrayed the Empire?!"

"That's right, the son of vengeance."

Alpha did not refute his accusations, but silently admitted to everything he had done, as if it were none of his business.

"And good luck."

Then, his figure disappeared from the spot before Guilliman's bewildered and angry eyes.

"grown ups!!"

Not long after the Hydra disappeared, Guilliman heard a familiar voice, accompanied by the clanging of metal armor, hurrying toward him.

Marius Gage, the First Chapter Commander of the Ultramarines.

"Quick! He's been poisoned! Get the Primarch to a safe place!"

"I...I can still command the fleet, don't transfer me away from the battlefield!"

"Yes, sir, the Mlatus is waiting for us."

Gage's voice suddenly rose in pitch, as if he were calling out to something.

"Quick! Get the shuttle ready!!!"

Mid-deck of the Makula Glory.

“I didn’t expect you to escape, Angel.” Luo Jia’s eyes held a hint of regret. “You are an excellent adjutant, and I don’t want to lose someone as talented as you.”

“But your actions prove that you are not qualified, Luojia.”

"You—traitor."

"Traitor? Everything I did was for the Emperor and his empire!" Luo Jia shouted in protest. "It was him! He didn't tell us anything, nor did he tell us the reasons for his actions!"

"Then, for a single act of kindness, I will lose all the merits I have accumulated over the centuries of the Great Crusade, and he will order the Ultramarines to exterminate us!"

"Astral language is the evidence! With the help of our warp allies, we have intercepted the tyrant's orders—he ordered Guilliman to kill us all!"

Luo Jia seemed to have gotten impatient with his own words: "If he can do it, why can't I?"

"Do not."

“This is not what you think. I already know your true thoughts, Luojia.”

"Your weakness compels you to act in this way. The weakest souls among mankind always grasp at the phrase 'I did it all out of good intentions,' hiding themselves behind rhetoric, whitewashing their flaws as noble virtues, and placing cruelty above nobility."

"Your selfishness is deeply ingrained. Everything you are doing now is nothing more than venting your childish willfulness and dissatisfaction on the weak to alleviate the pain of losing your respected status."

Even a dark bishop who would cause countless people to sacrifice themselves is better than a proper prisoner.

Even though he knew in his heart that continuing would only make him a dark slave under the command of the Four Gods, his greed for power and fear of the Emperor's punishment drove him to believe that surrendering to the chaos was his only path.

"You are beyond saving."

Ingres Tai did not give his Primarch much face.

Although the latter used his combination with Raum as a model to create many "Blessed Sons" like him within the Legion.

But they have never had such a perfect fusion as Angelte, as if Raum and Angelte were one and the same.

“Luojia, have you ever considered that the Star Language communication was actually tampered with? The Emperor did not order Guilliman to execute you all; he only wanted him to bring you back to report.”

Kasga took over from Angeltai.

"Are those warp allies you mentioned? They're the ones who tampered with the Emperor's orders, a scheme they devised to get you to join them?"

If it really comes down to the executioner stage, then it won't be some kind of extreme warrior coming.

Instead, it was the Lion King and his many secret dark angels.

"Shut up! I'll make my own judgment!"

Luo Jia seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still stood firmly in front of the auxiliary bridge, refusing to give way to Kaska and the others.

He has gone too far down this path, and there is no turning back!
"That's an excuse! You know perfectly well whether the Emperor's order was real or not; you just choose to believe it—"

At that moment, perhaps as if his communication system had received some kind of instruction, Luo Jia's expression suddenly became uncertain.

"What? Alpha's troops have already withdrawn? That bastard never even discussed this with me!!"

Luo Jia was so angry she almost ground her teeth to powder.

As if they had never been on Koss at all, Alpha and his Space Marines vanished from the now-occupied planet in an instant.

With their excellent counter-surveillance skills, they left not a trace.

Does anyone know what the Alpha Legion is really thinking?

Now that he's gone, isn't his Word Bearer the only one left to withstand the combined attack of the Ultramarines and the Emperor's Sons?
No!

If this drags on any longer, it won't be the Ultra Warriors who are wiped out, but the Word Bearers!

"damn it!"

Unable to bear any loss, Luo Jia saw the situation was dire and ran towards the distance at a speed that caught everyone present off guard.

"Summon the Emperor's Son fleet and prepare to pursue the Word Bearers fleet."

He said in the communication.

Kasga did not pursue Luo Jia.

If a Primarch wants to leave, Kasgar's current strength is not enough to stop him.

Although Luojia is the most shameful original entity.

Uh, Kasga suddenly realized that the reason Luo Jia was able to come and stop them was because he had defeated Guilliman.

One of the most shameful prototypes.

(End of this chapter)